Passing Thus Alone کے بول

Mediaeval Baebes - Passing Thus Alone Passing thus alone, through the silent forest Many a grievous groan sounded in her ear Where she heard a man to lament the sorest Chance that ever came, forc'd by deadly strife Farewell, me dear, quoth he Whom I shall never see For why my life is at an end For thy sweet sake I die Through villains cruelty To show I am a faithful friend Here lie I a bleeding While my thoughts are feeding On the rarest beauty found O hard hap that may be Little knows my lady My heart blood lies on the ground